Pairing(s): Rachel/Quinn, Santana/Brittany, Kurt/Sam
Summary: Sam, Quinn, and Brittany are triplets. They move to Lima from Tennessee before the start of their Junior year. Shortly after arriving they meet the three resident divas of McKinley. The rest, as they say, is history.
Notes: I apologize to you guys for being so late, but my Grandpa, who I loved dearly, passed away unexpectedly last Saturday and I've been with my family since then. I wanted to get something to you guys in the way of a new chapter, but this is kind of a filler chapter. That being said, I hope you like it. Also, to all you guys who are willing to support my decision to include Finn and Dave- I love you guys, and if I write this the way I'm trying to, hopefully you won't regret my choices. All in all, I adore you guys for the amount of support you've given me. As always, suggestions are more than welcome!
"San, knock it off." Brittany managed, giggling softly as Santana pressed a feather light kiss to the crook of her neck.
"Why?" Santana asked innocently, smiling slightly and tilting the blonde's head slightly to capture her lips in a kiss.
Brittany broke the kiss and pressed a chaste kiss to the Latina's cheek, "I have to finish getting ready, at this rate, we'll never get to the party." She explained playfully, grinning cheerfully at her girlfriend.
Santana rolled her eyes slightly and stepped away from Brittany with a playful huff, the brunette had stalled her girlfriend from getting dressed for almost fifteen minutes after she had caught sight of the blonde in nothing but a pair of faded skinny jeans and her bra. The next several minutes were spent with Santana wrapping Brittany in an embrace from behind and showering her with kisses, much to the blonde's amusement.
"Is Dave coming?" Brittany asked curiously as she slipped on a tank top quickly, much to Santana's obvious disappointment.
"Um…yeah, I think so. He said he had some business to take care of first and then he would be over there." She replied, smiling slightly at the thought of her new and rather unlikely friend.
Brittany smiled warmly and nodded as she combed her fingers through her hair a few times, "Cool."
Santana chuckled and smiled at her girlfriend, "You almost ready now?" She asked teasingly, prompting an eye roll from the blonde.
"Yeah, you goof ball, I'm ready now." Brittany replied, tossing Santana her keys and intertwining their fingers as they left Brittany's house.
"Damn Lopez, took you long enough!" Puck called as Santana and Brittany trooped down the stairs and into the basement where the rest of the Glee club was congregated.
Santana rolled her eyes and hugged the mohawked boy with a grin, "Take a chill pill, Puckerman. We're not that late."
Puck smiled crookedly, "Yeah, yeah." He paused momentarily, "Is Dave comin' down?" He asked curiously.
Santana shrugged slightly as she settled on one of the couches in the basement next to Rachel and Quinn, "As far as I know." She replied simply.
The Jewish boy nodded slowly, "All right. Cool."
"Now that everyone's settled. What do you guys wanna do?" Sam drawled, wrapping his arm loosely around Kurt's shoulder and smiling warmly when the younger boy leaned into his side.
"We should play a game. Like, Spin the Bottle or something." Puck replied, grinning slyly.
Rachel rolled her eyes at the boy, "Noah, that's all you ever want to play at parties." She chided the boy playfully.
Puck grinned at the brunette, "Come on, Rae. It's the easiest way for me to get my mack on." He replied jokingly, chuckling lowly.
"This could get ugly in a hurry. I think we should lay down some rules first." Quinn drawled with a smile, casting a glance at her friends quickly.
"I'm with Quinn!" Mike added, smiling broadly.
Puck rolled his eyes, "Fine. Name your terms, Evans." He replied dryly.
Quinn snorted and rolled her eyes, "Okay. You have to kiss whoever the bottle lands on, with certain exceptions, and if you refuse…you have to strip. I think those are the general rules." She finished sheepishly.
Puck chuckled and pushed himself to his feet, ambling upstairs to locate an empty bottle that would serve the purpose of their game. He returned several minutes later with a vaguely red eyed Dave at his heels. The burly boy managed a tight smile as he greeted everyone shyly before he settled down near Santana and Finn, who smiled at him warmly.
"What are you guys doing?" Dave asked curiously, rubbing at his eyes discreetly.
Santana smiled, "Spin the Bottle. You in big guy?" She asked.
Dave flushed and rubbed the back of his neck nervously, "Um…sure, I guess so."
Puck clapped and cheered raucously, "All right! Let's do this!" He called, reaching over to spin the bottle energetically.
It spun for several seconds before it landed on Dave, who flushed tomato red and swallowed audibly. Puck rolled his eyes at the bottle but grinned at his friend, who liked like he might pass out at any given moment.
"Come on, big man, pucker up." Puck teased, leaning over and pressing a chaste kiss to the surprised boy's lips before Dave really registered what had happened.
Santana nearly burst out laughing at the bashful, embarrassed expression her friend sported and she reached over to squeeze his shoulder with a giggle. Dave shook his head in order to snap himself out of his stupor and reached out to spin the bottle, watching it with an expression that bordered on sheer terror. He seemed to relax slightly when the bottle stopped on Brittany, and the blonde girl smiled warmly at him, waiting for him to move. The dark haired boy swallowed nervously and glanced at Santana, who nodded although she looked like she wanted to laugh more than anything else.
"Come on Dave, quit stalling!" Finn teased, grinning at his fellow football player.
Dave rolled his eyes and leaned over, kissing Brittany soundly, earning cat calls and whistles from the members of the Glee club who were adjusting surprisingly well to Dave's presence in their group of friends. The game continued smoothly, with a few interesting kisses between Finn and Sam, and Rachel and Santana and by the time the teens decided to call it quits they were all smiles.
They decided to have a Call of Duty tournament to pass the time, something the girls rather grudgingly agreed to, although Quinn was more than prepared to kick ass considering she spent nearly as much time playing the game as Sam did and they were usually on equal footing. Santana chose that moment to call Dave upstairs so she could ask him privately why he had seemed so upset when he arrived.
"What's up, San?" Dave asked softly as he leaned against the wall near the basement door with a slight frown.
"Are you okay? You seemed kind of upset earlier." Santana explained, narrowing her eyes when the green eyed boy's face fell almost immediately.
He cleared his throat lowly, "Uh…no. My dad…" Dave paused and frowned again, "I came out to my dad. He kicked me out; I packed as much of my stuff as I could and put it in my car before I came over here. So, I guess that's where I'm sleeping tonight."
Santana looked almost offended that he was even considering sleeping in his car, "Ay dios mio, I swear. There's no way I'm letting you live out of your car."
Dave quirked an eyebrow, "Oh yeah? Where do you suggest I sleep then? I'm not allowed to go home, so really, I don't have many options right now."
The Latina glared at him fiercely, "Bullshit, you're gonna come stay with me. My parents won't mind, you know, as long as you don't care if I tell them that you're gay."
Dave chuckled lowly, "I don't care if you tell them, but you really don't have to do that."
Santana rolled her eyes, "Yes I do. If you refuse, I swear I will beat the crap out of you dude. Don't get it twisted, I will take you down."
Dave laughed outright as he raised his hands peacefully, "All right, fine. If you really won't take no for an answer." He replied.
Santana nodded, "I won't, now come on, we've got a party to get back to." She replied with a bright smile.
The party drew to a close around eleven when Puck's mom politely demanded that the teenagers vacate the building because she needed to get some sleep before her shift in the morning. Puck bid everyone goodbye rather sheepishly and the teens left willingly, none of them keen on braving the wrath of Sarah Puckerman; with the exception of Finn and Sam, who were spending the night at the boy's house.
"Just follow me home, it's not that far away. Unless you want to go back to your house for anything." Santana explained, glancing at Dave who smiled at her slightly.
He shook his head, "No, I'm fine. But…don't you need to drop Brittany off or something?" He asked curiously.
Santana chuckled and shook her head, "No, my parents said she's allowed to spend the night if we don't sleep in my room together." She explained with a good natured chuckle.
Dave nodded slowly, "Okay, lead the way then."
"Why is Dave coming with us?" Brittany asked curiously as Santana started her car.
The Latina smiled sadly, "His dad kicked him out, so I told him he could come stay with me. I didn't want him to have to live out of his car." Santana explained quickly, checking the rear view mirror to make sure the football player was really following her.
Brittany smiled warmly and leaned over to kiss Santana languidly when they pulled up to a stop light, "You are the sweetest person I have ever met in my life." Brittany murmured with a grin, evoking a blush from her girlfriend who smiled shyly.
"I doubt that's true, but thank you, B." Santana replied bashfully, smiling slightly.
Brittany kissed her cheek quickly, "It is true. I love you, sweetheart."
Santana smiled brightly, "I love you, too, Britt."